Complete.  I even spent the day at Ikea, and while Dad and his friend gobbled down those fabulous Swedish meatballs, I drank my quart of juice.  Oh lord, and I even made dinner for everyone tonight, and survived.

I think the most difficult part of fasting today was explaining why I was doing this.  To write it seems easier.  When I watched those two men in the movie, I wanted that change for myself.  I want to wake up with less pain.  I want to believe that cleaning up my diet really will improve my health.  And I’d be lying if I didn’t admit that I want to lose weight.  Want, want, want… meaningless words unless I take some action.